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Getadelt wird wer Schmerzen kennt
vom Feuer das die Haut verbrennt Ich werf ein Licht in mein Gesicht Ein heisser Schrei Feuer frei! Geadelt ist wer Schmerzen kennt vom Feuer das in Lust verbrennt ein Funkenstoss in ihren Schoss ein heisser Schrei Feuer frei! Gef?rlich ist wer Schmerzen kennt vom Feuer das den Geist verbrennt gef?rlich das gebrannte Kind mit Feuer das vom Leben trennt ein heisser Schrei Feuer frei! |
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| 3:22 |
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Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Beaten why for Can't take much more One - Nothing wrong with me Two - Nothing wrong with me Three - Nothing wrong with me Four - Nothing wrong with me One - Something's got to give Two - Something's got to give Three - Something's got to give Now Let the bodies hit the floor Push me again This is the end Skin against skin blood and bone You're all by yourself but you're not alone You wanted in now you're here Driven by hate consumed by fear Let the bodies hit the floor |
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Now is the time for me to rise to my feet
Wipe the spit from my face Wipe these tears from my eyes Now is the time for me to rise to my feet Wipe the spit from my face Wipe these tears from my eyes I've got to take my life back One chance to make it right I've gotta make my voice my heard And bring meaning to this life Cause I trusted for nothing I've been tried and tested But I won't accept defeat Now I've done things I regret And it's time to reverse the rolls I just want to make good on the promises that I have made I will be I will be heard I will be heard Through the worst we prevail So our voices will be heard Through the worst we prevail So our voices will beard Now is the time for me to rise to my feet Wipe the spit from my face Wipe these tears from my eyes I've got to take my life back One chance to make it right I've gotta have my voice be heard And bring meaning to this life Cause I trusted for nothing I've been led astray I've been tried and tested But I won't accept defeat Now I've done things I regret And it's time to reverse the rolls I just want to make good on the promises that I have made I will be I will be heard I will be heard |
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| 2:37 |
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Dead blow with the life from the low
I’ll be massive conquistador Give me sword, show me the door Metal heavy, shocked at the core Gimme toro, gimme some more Pressurize, neutralize Deep fried, gimme some more Space flunky, four on the floor Fortified with the liqour store This one's down, gimme some more Gimme toro, gimme some more Shrunken head I love to adore B-movie, gimme some gore Gimme toro, gimme some more B-movie, gimme some gore Gimme toro, gimme some more |
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| 3:14 |
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Set me free
Let me be Who and what I am Why can't you see? You never seem to understand This pain I feel is as real As your ignorance Question fate As I await deliverance Like a fantastic fork In bloody meat Don't give me love I wanna drowned in your deep divide Tumbleweed sew the seed In this ghost town You never know What you'll see When the sun goes down I saw her last In a dream She seems to astound Heard of her first third verse (216) hands bound Taken from me In my mind empty Without it inside Starving I am The deprived Just want it once...desires Strong resistance is weak It's hard to win When you've got so many mouths to feed I could die For all of my sins No not for that For all that I have never had This life's a fight For fulfillment inside A war of my own hindsight Look back with resentment Taken as I find myself All alone Taken from me |
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| 2:56 |
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Here we go again
A very temperamental process, beginning with all of our excess Affecting our very own ingest, this side of you is speechless Overwhelmed with an abscess, creating new diseases And infecting whomever it pleases, we've been living this way for too long, too long Then I noticed a difference, in the way that I saw other insects Who were living a life of indulgence, sheltered by their parents Such an unlucky existence, not given a chance to experience And make their own decisions, I wouldn't trade my own mistakes at all *Repeat Reach out your hands Out for the ones who, aid when the going gets rough Until the end. These are the ones who, help when the times get tough And times will get tough. Get up again. Times will get tough. Get up again Here it comes once again *Repeat |
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| 3:43 |
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Thick black soul
Moving slow, moving close to you This life I don't know It seems kinda sick to me Hold each other tight Walking through to my destiny This glitter in my eye Catches light catches sympathy This glitter in my eye Catches light catches sympathy Your lips are moving but I can't hear what you say Stars are falling but you still feel the same way This shield What is real Is believing (Ha-ha-ha-aaa) |
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| 4:15 |
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You don't even feel the pain.....
Too much is not enough Nobody said this stuff, makes any sense We're hooked again The point of no return See how the buildings burn Light up the night Such a pretty sight Adrenaline, keeps me in the game Adrenaline, you don't even feel the pain Wilder than your wildest dreams and you're going to the extremes You taste adrenaline adrenaline adrenaline You don't even feel the pain ? through an empty night It's only you and I, who understand, there is no plan Get closer to the thrill Only time can kill It's in your eyes It's so alive Adrenaline, keeps me in the game Adrenaline, you don't even feel the pain Wilder than you wildest pain and you're going to the extremes You taste adrenaline Run through the speed of sound Everything slows you down, and all the colors that surround you, bleed into one ? you really need Is just way to find the speed and then you will achieve Escape philosphy Too much is not enough Nobody gave it up I'm not the kind to lay down and die Adrenaline, keeps me in the game Adrenaline, you don't even feel the pain Wilder than you wildest dreams and you're going to the extremes You taste adrenaline Adrenaline, screaming out your name Adrenaline, you don't even feel the pain Wilder than you wildest dreams You taste adrenaline Adrenaline (x5) You don't even feel the pain (x2) going to the extremes.......... there's nothing in between..... you don't even feel the pain..... feel the pain (x5) |
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| 5:43 |
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| 11. |
| 3:36 |
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| 12. |
| 3:50 |
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Uh, uh-oh
Uh, uh uh uh, ay uh uh Uh uh uh, c-mon *Hey Mister Stick out ya wrist, how many in this Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes I need to see how deep them pockets get Let me see if all that shit you talkin really legit 15 miles an hour, maybe so You can make it straight from your seat to your front door You can get a glimpse of the one that they call mo' Mr. low-pro, fans peepin like der he go Two lane now, put yo bite on me Y'all done waited too long, I got a tax ID Right ID, proper registration never thought I'd see Full coverage on my feet Hold up, slow it down and let me think about it Froze up, erraything that you can see around me My neck, wrist, arm, the whole nine I done took you best shot, now dirty you hold mine Got cats goin to jail, tryin to do what I do I got cats goin through hell, when the thang come through 2-0-2, light grey blue Stiched in the carpet, you know who-ooh *Repeat Ok, now let me see ya do it baby Don't be afraid go now Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby Just go ahead and make yo mama proud Jack Frost, fuck it! what is cost Who the boss, flossin is applesauce Dirty 3rd grade, bought milk on thursday Now I buy Escalades on birthdays Lex and Merced eez on deez E's off these, n-u-t's I cough and sneeze, for frost bit sleeves It's not just me, but really my family You want the run down, keep it poppin to sun down Dirty come now, I'm a show you who run the town Your baby daddy is most hated, can't listen to my song When he at home, irrated when the video on I'm makin ones with them niggas see my ass in the club Puffin the bud, and spendin a hundred for every dub What he got in his hand, I'm at it again But I really can't stand, a lunatic plan - work it *Repeat Ok, now let me see ya do it baby Don't be afraid go now Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby Just go ahead and make yo mama proud You can call me what you want, but call me a come up Before you run up, make sure your funds up (why) I'm gonna buy some shit out of herr you ain't never seen But probly wrist bands, mo denim starched jeans Diablo boots with the posher string I'll take a cream-a-team shirt with the bentley sleeves Four-door swoosh, made by nike Drop-top jumpan suit by mike e Got to like my playa, I'm in it for the dough I'm in it for show, matter fact I'm in it to blow When I wake up in the mornin, I'll be in it some mo Garunteed anytime, dial 3-1-4 Do any escargo, gotta S car the go 0 to 60 dirty in four point 0 Second ranking niggas every where dat I go I got the same, gotta have it, gotta have it for show *Repeat (x2) **Ok, now let me see ya do it baby Don't be afraid go now Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby Just go ahead and make yo mama proud *Repeat **Repeat |
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| 4:08 |
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*Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me)
I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me) Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me) Y'all dues money to ya Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me) I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me) Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me) Big thighs with brown-eyes It's Lil Weezy for real Only Cash Money Hot Boy that stood still I got a good deal I'm from a trill hood I smoke real good Slide on them skinnies in the bike with an ill hood Pipes, rally stripes and fog lights T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice What that boy name Birdman junior, huh Fool was smile but five is so wild I can smoke a green mile Got a chrome need a Rolls shined up for you baby Bling-blow, I rock a throwback Jordan 23 Rolling on hot 23's Tote a big glock 23 You're looking at the seventeen ward of New Orleans My block living me I want you to look hard at some easy money Stop playing this is Weezy company Uh-huh * Repeat I'm the son of Cash Money The fodd of the squad And Baby bout to buy me a house in the sky Cuz I'm so fly When my feet touch the ground sometimes I gotta ask myself why Coupe kinda wide but I move sorta quick Looking for my roof where it went Mink on the floor big shoes on the bed Windows are the tint more wood than a bench Working in the hood more green than the Grinch Please don't play cuz I'm connected like Sprint Ladies on the tray popping up the back-end Peppermint leather with a feather in my brim It's Lil Weezy Sucking on my wrist real breezy And this is what I say when you see me Look, and leave your broad at home she get took Cuz I'm a player hold the game by the book * Repeat Some call me Weezy But hoes holla look at Lil Wayne In that booger-green lay like should've been Mace Sweet, do speak when I should've put trays Forget it I'ma slam it on bubba-bubba-blaze So move over what you say shortie We could do rent pussy Normally I wouldn't but beating through the Texas And beating went to the A Eat with desert fey But yeah I'm on my way Cuz I know he got that hay Hey little mami You a ghetto fire tin You come to my post on the island Come on that chronic He-he empty vodka bottles I be high he be drunk that my roll model I rolls by you with my seat reclining When I stop rims don't keep spinning they keep shining Money don't stop keep spinning and keep grinding Cash Money what you hollering, huh |
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| 14. |
| 4:23 |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on the dance floor burnin' up Music turn it up Baby I'm Real hot so is it my turn to touch you Look like you're buzzin on Ex with 3D effects Baby you Look like you have no clue of what comes next Me and my dogs will be there Tell your girls prepare to share We'll play the dancing truth or dare If someone's standing there, stare say Hey baby what's your name Don't stand looking insane Do you want to ride the train, welcome to the fast lane If you're in love beware 'Cause these people they don't care All hands in the air This is what we call truth or dare Kelis: I am the one with the brightest hair, leather I don't care Baby I Don't ever want to take the shirt off That's my dare You got a girl but you touching on me like you don't care, baby you Do you But just don't get caught out there Me and my girls will be there Tell your boys prepare to share We'll play the dancing truth or dare If someone's standing there, stare say Hey baby what's your name Don't stand looking insane Do you want to ride the train, welcome to the fast lane If you're in love beware 'Cause these people they don't care All hands in the air This is what we call truth or dare 4x Come on Come on Baby shake it up Rap verse: Man, I got ten surrounding me Hounding me Center of attention A riot it's bound to be Though I'm in the middle My jewels you're bound to see In a pool of women All of them drowning me I'm ho hoppin', flip floppin', ho hoppin' Now her head in my lap boppin' I ain't one to care I ain't used to fair Baby you can keep the truth, chose the dare 2X Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Me and my dogs will be there tell your girls prepare to share Me and my girls will be there tell your boys prepare to share We'll play the dancing truth or dare If someone's standing there, stare say Hey baby what's your name Don't stand looking insane Do you want to ride the train, welcome to the fast lane If you're in love beware 'Cause these people they don't care All hands in the air This is what we call truth or dare 4x Come on Come on Baby shake it up 4x Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
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| 4:12 |
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Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl Ha-ha, ha-ha *(Oooooooh) Baby what' your name? (Oooooooh) Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans? (Hell naw ooooooh) I heard you was from Atlanta (Oooooooh) But baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know Are we cuttin'?! Are we cuttin'?! Are we cuttin'?! (Oooooooh hell yea, yeah yeah yea) (Oooooooh she won't see tomorrow, if I don't cut tonight) Yeah, Friday night (yeah), yeah, ballin' homes (yeah) Got a n*gga smellin' fresh as a rose Grab my kicks and tuck my clothes (yes y'all) There's a knife, and this is the life Pastor, ya tell me how ya love that? Let a n*gga see that pussy crack, where you at? (uh) The dance flo' (yeah) that's my shit (yeah) Baby girl let ya hair down Show a n*gga what you workin' wit, twurkin' wit I ammm low-key you don't wanna leave (c'mon baby) You don't wanna go back to the sweet (c'mon) Let you caress my feet, huh, now what you wanna know? *Repeat Off the chain, damn, damn boo Where ya been all my lifetime? Let me fuck ya 憈ill the sun shine (uh huh) uh huh (uh huh) What I do? (whoaa) mind my bizz No I can't take ya home wit me Baby girl, it is what it is, show biz Saturday morn' (damn) damn I'm weak Knew wassup when you came to the room Talkin' about getting' some free chee-ba! The truth, shorty got loose Sorry, but all I needed was a pretty red substitute *Repeat What you talkin'? I, bring heat when it's hawkin Cause I, can't stand a man that don't understand I'm weighing kilos and grams the bitch wit the upper-hand I'm, bout to kill it, you, dealin' wit the realest Fuck the strawberry's and chocolate (ohh) Hennessy and the condoms, say they kissin' and grindin' It's all about the timin'; I, really like vice-versa But, tonight's much worsa', and um Philly chick you only travel wit for best of men Hand me out Atlanta just to see you in your belt and Timb's Pastor Troy, won't you just pass the boy In a, split second I'm answerin' all questions You dummies are still convinced how money make you undress And so tell me |
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| 4:22 |
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Whassup Fresh? It's our turn, baby?
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits (With the Gucci suits) Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (Ehh-Ehh Ehh-Ehh, I stay sharp) Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent (I can't pay my rent) But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly (Uh, Uh, Damn! Cause I'm so fly) Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class (In my E-Class Benz) Cause that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride (Hmm-Mmm) Got everythang - in my momma name (We got everythang, in my momma name) But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah (Uh-Huh!) Get your car *cuh-ck-cuh-cuh* car play gems gone shine Instead momma get a bling - baby girl let's ride (Let's Ride) You a number one stunna, and we gon' glide and go straight to the mall and tear down the inside Do that Prada, Gucci, full length leather Bourbon's cool or Coogi sweater (Sweater) Twenty-inches pop my feather The Birdman daddy I fly in any weather Alligator seats with the head in the inside Swine on the dash, G-wagon is So Fly Number one don't tangle and twist it When it come to these cars I am that nigga The *cuh-ck-cuh-cuh* Coogi with the matchin interior Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle It's Fresh and Stunner and we like brothas We shine like paint daddy - it's our Summer Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride Got everythang - in my momma name But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck Turn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt See the steeling is Fendi, dashboard Armani With your baby momma - player, is where you can find me? Cruisin through the parking lot on twenty fours (Coming Through The Hood On 'Em Twenty Fo's) Cadillac Esclade with the chromed out nose With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot Put the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz (Skiiiiiirt!) Hyper white lights, ultra Violet lens Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat TV with a horn goin (UH UHHH) "Boy can you top that?" I'ma show you some shit - rookie press that button The trunk went (Ehh-Ehh) and all of a sudden Four fifteen's - didn't see no wires And then I heard (Boom!) from the amplifiers Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride Got everythang - in my momma name But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah (ay, ay, ay, ay) Lemme slide in the Benz (Shit!) with the fished out fins Prowler an loud pipes - Drinkin the Henn' It's the Birdie-Birdie Man - I'll do it again In a Cadillac Trucks twenty fo's with tints Looking at my Gucci - it's about that time Six bad broads flying in that nine New Suburban Truck with the porno showing Up and down {*orgasm*} and up they go and.. Bodies on the Roadster - Lexus you know what? That hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma', that's your truck I come in up the hood and Lovely New shoes on the whip and I wake up to Bubbly (Bubbly) Four-thirty Lex with the convertable top And the rims keeps spinning everytime I stop Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq With a ol' school Caddy with a "diamond in the back" |
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| 4:19 |
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*I lose all control
When you grab ahold And you do your trick I love it when you lick Lick You've got lock and key Every part of me Know what makes me tick I love it when you lick Lick I put my heels on for ya baby The ones that are wrapped all around my legs Your every touch excites me And damnit I ain't too proud to beg And even when your not around me The tingling just won't go away Don't make my body wait no longer Because this pussy cat gotta play, play, play, play *Repeat It feels so good goin crazy My eyes hold back inside my head Explore mine and want some pleasure Hold on tight hope you ain't scared I'm from the side return of the faithful I do that trick you can't resist Two rights don't make a wrong Makin love till the break of dawn Emotions all up in a twist, twist, twist, twist *Repeat I put my heels on for ya baby The ones that are wrapped all around my legs Your every touch just excites me And damnit I ain't too proud to beg And even when your not around me The tingling tingling won't go away, no no Don't make my body wait no longer Because this pussy cat gotta play, play, play, play |
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